A tour of gung-hoeddie's grounds

[gung-hoeddie]

Devon? Cornwall? Somerset? Gloucestershire? Wiltshire?

Yes

We'll be seeing you somewhere at some point then Jaye.

[Lady Jaye]

Dear Eddie,

It's been a long weekend, but the builders were able to restore the guest house. I hope you like it. We tried giving it a more contemporary touch. We made it nuclear blast proof, so it must be able to withstand any curry farts. As a bonus we installed some wee gadgets for you. Please do not touch the red button without reading the manual.

After my little farting accident:


Rebuilt guest house:

[Lady Jaye]

Alright i'll let you borrow it, if you break it i'll tell my mum.

Uhmmm Eddie?



I got a call from your mother. She was pretty pissed off and she insisted us restoring your God. So we did.



I truly hope all is well now.

[The Baron]

Your God appears to be dribbling.

[Lady Jaye]

Ask Annie, Eddie's God is always dribbling & drewling.

[gung-hoeddie]

yes it's true, i worship hawking God of the cabbage. thanks for sorting out the building work jaye your builders have done a shall we say an interesting job?

[Red Laser]

I thought eddie may have got too excited and spilt his.... er yoghurt.

[gung-hoeddie]

it's glue officer i cannot tell a lie

[Chopper]

Is that a Spitfire on your nose?

[gung-hoeddie]

no chopper, it's an odd shaped wart.